Nagging to Nuptials
By Writerchic88
The alternate version of Mayhem and Mockery to Marriage. My newest fic! I'm soooo excited about that, cuz I've done like 2 new fic's in the past hou. So if you are reading this R&R! PLEASE! Or I might stop writing and just end up working at McDonald's (no offense to anyone who does)…. Sob sob….. enjoy!
It was my birthday. Yes, it was my birthday and I was sitting in the common room at 3am doing homework. I officially have no life. The truth is I can't sleep. The thought of what horror James Potter will throw upon me this year wouldn't allow me to sleep. Let's see, 3rd year is when he started this. He'd just had the Gryffindor common room decorated. The 4th year he made all the suits of armor sing happy birthday to me all day. This year I don't know what I'm going to do! I don't know what he's going to do. And with these incredibly horrifying thoughts I drifted to sleep, in that one comfiest common room chair.
"Hello Evans! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" The annoying voice of James Potter rang right into my ear, I jumped startled and smacked my head on whatever Potter had been carrying. "Hey! Don't slam you heavy head onto my delicate present!" I glared and snatched it from his outstretched hand, and ripped it open. It was a large box with only a slip of paper inside, I snatched it up. In Potter's messy handwriting it read 'Happy Birthday Evans, Go out with me?'
Ugh! "JAMES POTTER! How many times do I have to tell you? I DO NOT want to go out with you!" I shrieked. He grinned at me and replied with the ominous warning of,
"Well, I'm sure you know this isn't your real present." and pranced off in that pompous Potter way of his. I ran back upstairs to my dorm room and threw on my robes, I grabbed my bag and ran to catch up with Alice. As we entered the great hall the room erupted with, flying cupids and they swarmed straight towards me.
"Happy Birthday Lily Evans!"
"Go out with me Evans?"
"LILY EVANS! IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!" The cupid's shrieked in their sing song voice.
"Oh. My. God. JAMES ALEXANDER POTTER!" I screamed across the great hall.
"Was that a yes?" He asked giving me the must-be trademarked Potter smirk. Ugh he's infuriating.
Before I could answer the young and strict transfiguration professor, Professor McGonagall, was there in a snap.
"Ms. Evans, is there a problem here?" She asked.
"Just that Potter here was wishing me a happy birthday." I said pointedly glancing at the cupid's circling my head. Her lips thinner and she glared at Potter.
"Mr. Potter, I know you might be pining after Ms. Evans here, but can you do it privately. As for the cupid's as extraordinarily magical they are please remove them from bothering any of our students and staff any further." She snapped at him, a barely suppressed smile playing at her mouth as the cupid's flew over to Potter and started whining and begging him not to. The whole hall burst out laughing as he started vanishing them and each one let out a loud squeak and a sob as they disappeared, then one of them flew up to his face and snogged him on the mouth for a very long time until Potter finally vanished it.
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After the debacle of this morning I thought Potter would be subdued for once in his life but he was back on track within the hour, all day throughout the halls some modified filibuster's fireworks whizzed around there sparks writing phases like the one's the cupid's shouted.
All the professors tried to stop them but one of the marauders had put on a charm that wouldn't let the fireworks be stopped until they died out. Eventually everything died down and I was finally relaxed in my room reading, when Potter's face popped up right in front of me.
"Arrgg!" I shrieked, "Potter how in the heck did you get up here? I'm in the fifth year girl's dormitory. There are wards, charms against you!" All he did was smirk at me and then grin widely.
"But my sweet Lily flower, you never actually got your present." He chuckled at me as he brandished yet another of his fine gifts before me. Oh no! What was it going to be now? I thought. But when I opened it I saw a beautiful eagle quill, one that I'd admired every Hogsmead visit. That was more charming than I thought Potter could ever be.
"Oh my, Pot- I mean- James, this is so nice." I stuttered.
"So if that a yes to that you'll go out with me." He grinned cheekily.
"No, Potter" he winced as I went back to his last name. "But" I smiled, "you're getting there."
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